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The Minister and his advisors strode into Draco's office. Draco stood up immediately. "Hello, Minister," he said. "Good day so far?"

"Cut the small talk, Mr.Malfoy. " Anthony Sanders replied. "I understand you wanted to talk to me about the international trading cooperation with the Minister in Ireland?"

"Yes, Minister," he said. "As you can see, he has sent this letter to me saying that-"

Ring! Ring!

His cell phone rang. He ignored it and tried to talk over his noise. "This letter says that he doesn't wish to-"

Ring! Ring!

That damned Muggle contraption. He would never let Hermione convince him to buy a another Muggle item again. He gave the Minister and his advisors an apologetic look and took his phone out of his office. He checked the caller ID. Hermione.

"What do you want?" he hissed. "I'm busy!"

"Draco..." her voice trailed off.

"I was in a meeting with the Minister! A very important meeting, I might add! And then you just have to call and ruin it!"

"Draco, what happened to us?" he heard her ask. "What happened to all our walks in the park, staying up late talking with each other. What happened to all the happiness? We never talk anymore, we never laugh together anymore, and I never see you anymore. I miss everything. I miss us.."

"We'll talk about this later. I'll come by your flat tonight. But right now, I am busy!"

He hung up and walked back into his office. "Sorry about that, gentlemen," he said. "Now, like I said before, if you look right here, The Minister in Ireland wants some time to consider our request, and..."

Hermione brought the phone down from her ear. Tears were glittering in her eyes like jewels. She looked tired, as if she hadn't eaten or slept for days. But it wasn't the lack of food or sleep that exhausted her. It was her sadness, her depression. She and Draco had been together for two years. Their relationship had started out great. For the first year and a half she and Draco had been happy with each other, and she felt like nothing would get in between them.

But then last December, everything had changed. He started canceling their dates. Draco spent more time at work than with her, and the only time they did spend together was spent arguing. And after a few weeks, she had fallen into depression. Of course, Draco didn't know. Sometimes she wondered why she still stuck with him, why she still believed that everything would change.

"Maybe I should just move on." she whispered. But she knew that she couldn't do that, because she still cared for him. She still loved him. She sighed and pressed the crosswalk button. Maybe finishing her walk would clear up her mind a bit. It really was a beautiful day out. The crosswalk signal flashed green and she stepped onto the street, her mind still on Draco.